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- Senzai Wakashu
Yoshinogawa mikasa wa sashimo masaraji o Aone o kosu ya hana no shiranami
The waters of the Yoshino River can hardly have risen so high, yet do they surge over Aone Peak, these white waves of blossoms?
Senzai Wakashu - Kenshō
Sazanami ya Shiga no miyako wa arenishi o mukashi nagara no yamazakura kana
The old capital of Shiga by the rippling waters has fallen into ruin, yet the mountain cherries of Nagara bloom just as they did long ago.
Senzai Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Sazanami ya Shiga no hanazono miru tabi ni mukashi no hito no kokoro o zo shiru
Each time I see the flower gardens of Shiga by the rippling waters, I understand the hearts of the people of long ago.
Senzai Wakashu - Hafuribe no Narinaka
Takasago no onoe no sakura sakinureba kozue ni kakuru okitsu shiranami
Now that the cherries on the peak at Takasago have bloomed, it is as though the white waves of the open sea were breaking upon the treetops.
Senzai Wakashu - Kamo no Nariyasu
Oshinabete hana no sakari ni narinikeri yama no ha goto ni kakaru shirakumo
Everywhere alike, the blossoms have reached their peak; along every mountain ridge, white clouds seem to hang.
Senzai Wakashu - Saigyō
Yoshinoyama hana no sakari ni narinureba tatanu toki naki mine no shirakumo
Now that the blossoms on Mount Yoshino are at their height, there is never a moment when white clouds are not rising on its peaks.
Senzai Wakashu - Jakunen
Haru o hete nioi o souru yamazakura hana wa oi koso sakari narikere
O mountain cherry, adding to your beauty spring after spring: for blossoms, it seems, old age is truly the prime.
Senzai Wakashu - Minamoto no Nakamasa
Shirakumo to mine no sakura wa miyuredomo tsuki no hikari wa hedatezarikeri
The cherries on the peak look just like white clouds, yet, I find, unlike clouds they do not shut out the light of the moon.
Senzai Wakashu - Taikenmon-in no Horikawa
Hana no iro ni hikari sashisou haru no yo zo ko no ma no tsuki wa mirubekarikeru
It is on a spring night, when moonlight joins the color of the blossoms, that the moon glimpsed through the trees should truly be seen.
Senzai Wakashu - Jōsaimon'in no Hyōe
Ohatsuse no hana no sakari o miwataseba kasumi ni magau mine no shirakumo
When I gaze across Hatsuse with its blossoms at their height, they look like white clouds on the peaks, blending into the haze.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Shigeie
Sazanami ya Nagara no yama no minetsuzuki misebaya hito ni hana no sakari o
How I wish I could show others the blossoms at their height along the linked peaks of Mount Nagara by the rippling waters.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Noritsuna
Miyoshino no hana no sakari o kyō mireba Koshi no shirane ni harukaze zo fuku
Seeing today the blossoms of Yoshino at their height, I feel as though the spring wind were blowing across the snow-white peaks of Koshi.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Shunzei
Sakishi yori chiru made mireba ko no moto ni hana mo hikazu mo tsumorinuru kana
Watching from the time they bloomed until they fell, I find that beneath the tree both the fallen blossoms and the days I spent watching have piled up together.
Senzai Wakashu - Retired Emperor Shirakawa
Ikemizu ni migiwa no sakura chirishikite nami no hana koso sakari narikere
The cherries along the shore have scattered over the pond until it is covered, and now it is the blossoms on the waves that are at their height.
Senzai Wakashu - Retired Emperor Go-Shirakawa
Shirakumo to mine ni wa miete sakurabana chireba fumoto no yuki ni zo arikeru
On the peaks the cherry blossoms look like white clouds, but when they fall, they turn out to be snow in the foothills below.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Koremichi
Yoshinoyama hana wa nakaba ni chirinikeri taedae nokoru mine no shirakumo
On Mount Yoshino the blossoms have already half fallen; what remains lingers here and there like broken white clouds on the peaks.
Senzai Wakashu - Fujiwara no Suemichi